“Wow.” I whispered as I was finally shown the tour bus. It was huge. It had to have at least two levels on it and was black with their logo printed on the side.

“Come on.” Austin tilted his head and unlocked the massive bus. I was right. There were two floors. Off to one side on the first level were four beds. All four beds in the style of bunk beds. Double bunk beds. A little further down there was a kitchen. Fully decked out with everything a normal kitchen would need.

No more than a foot in front of me was a corner sofa set with a large television. Under the television was an Xbox 360, a PS3 and a variety of games.

“Wow.” I repeated. Austin chuckled and led me to the kitchen area.

“Are you hungry?”

“No. I just really want to sleep.”

“Follow me then.” Austin tipped his head to the side and I followed him up a small set of stairs. I couldn’t help but stare at his ass as he climbed them. I wasn’t ashamed to admit that I thought Austin was an amazingly good looking person and I’d had a crush on him for many years.

I licked my lips as he gestured around to the small bedroom area. He obviously got his own suite almost. There was even an en suit bathroom. I look at my clothes and bit my lip again. I didn’t have anything to wear. Austin’s bed was messy and obviously not made.

He blushed and whispered a sorry before he headed over to tuck the sheets back in and tossed his dirty clothes into the hamper beside the bed. He handed me a t-shirt and I frowned at him.

“I thought you’d need something to sleep in.”

“Oh.” How was I going to voice that I didn’t want anyone to see my legs? This would happen if I slept in just his t-shirt. He seemed to understand because he handed me a robe. It would be almost floor length on me. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Do you mind if I take a quick shower? I hate sharing the one downstairs because Alan jerks off in it.” Austin grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck.

“No of course not. It is your shower after all.” I put my bag down on the bottom of the bed before sitting in front of the mirror and wiping the tear-streaked make up off my face. I looked in the mirror and caught Austin stripping off for his shower.

I wasn’t ashamed to admit I watched. He was a specimen of beauty. From his long figure to his scar on his chest from his heart surgery. From his dark brown hair to the hair that was above the top of his…

My eyes widened and I turned away quickly. I wasn’t supposed to be looking there. I tried to shake the image from my mind but I couldn’t. I was still sitting on the bed when he came out from his shower. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and he smiled at me.

“You’re not dressed yet.” He stated.

“I was waiting until you were done in the shower.” I said, avoiding looking at him. He looked at me in the mirror and grinned. He knew exactly what he was doing. He dropped his towel and pulled on a pair of lounge pants. Not before I caught a look again.

“We’ll have you home tomorrow.” Austin said to me before he bent over and kissed me on the cheek. “And I want you to make a promise to me.”

“What promise?” I already had a feeling I knew what was going to be coming.

“Never cut yourself again.”

“I can’t promise that.” I whispered and stood. My cheek was tingling and I was face-to-face with his chest. I reached out hesitantly and ran my fingers down the scar in the centre of his chest. His breath hitched and he grasped my wrist in his large hand.

“Think about it. Please?” I could see the pleading in his eyes so I just nodded. I wasn’t going to promise anything to him because I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep that promise. I picked the t-shirt up and the robe before I walked into the en suite. That bathroom was still steamy but I shut the door anyway before stripping and climbing into the shower. The bandages got wet but I didn’t mind.

As I got out I dressed in the shirt, which was too big, and slipped into the robe. They smelt like Austin. I breathed in deeply and buried my nose in the collar. I opened the bathroom door and Austin was still sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Why are you still up here?”

He didn’t say anything he just held up the dry bandages. He made me sit before he unravelled the wet bandages and replaced the clean ones. His hands were cold and it made me flinch especially when he got nearer to the top of my thighs.

“I…I can finish it now.” I whispered trying to take the bandages away but he wouldn’t let me. He just pushed me back to lie on the bed. I closed my eyes in embarrassment as he pushed my thighs apart and started wrapping my upper thighs. It was different now we were in the privacy of his bedroom.

“I…I’d like to go to sleep now.” I said without looking at him. I heard his sigh before he sat beside me on the bed.

“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable. You’re just…stunning.” He said to me and stroked down my thigh.

“I’d like to go to sleep now.” I repeated. He stood and went to the door. He groaned before turning back and striding up to me. He grasped my face in his large hands and pulled me close to him before pushing his lips against mine.

I gasped and he took that as invitation to shove him tongue inside. His hands left my face to pull me closer by the waist. He pulled me on to his lap and I hesitantly kissed him back. I couldn’t believe it I was actually kissing Austin Carlile.

“Fuck.” He muttered against my lips before he swiped his tongue inside again. I whimpered quietly and he chuckled before pushing against me. My heart pounded in my chest and butterflies swarmed my stomach.

He gently pulled away and I licked my lips, tasting the remainder of toothpaste. I hadn’t even realized that he had brushed his teeth. When I opened my eyes he was smiling at me. I smiled shyly back and then noticed Alan standing in the doorway.

“Let me guess. Alan is there.” Austin groaned and rested his forehead on my chest.

Notes

Title Cred : Of Mice & Men

Ahh, I don't know where this story is going. I've wrote it so many different ways! What do you think? Are you liking? :D